Eyes close softly, breath slows quickly
It's like everything that mattered leads up to this except nothing matters
There's a tornado inside my already twisted head
I'm chasing tails and following trails except I'm out of my mind
Colors swirl and tree leaves sway, except I no longer can see
Laughter carries in the wind, except I no longer can hear
Numbers keep repeating themselves chaotically as I lie there still
Words are frantic, trying to send a thousand different messages at a time, and I can't even make out one
The clock ticks and its that sound that coils around
The branches of the tree and suffocates it
There's too many emotions, too many thoughts
A faulty child's toy, there's no off switch
This one gets thrown aside and deemed as "unsellable"
Somehow, though, it wound up caged here anyway
And now I'm forcing slumber to no avail
And praying for a flood to come and wash all these thoughts into oblivion.